Calabrese - Bring Us Hell Lyrics

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Bring Us Hell

Bring Us Hell Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Bring Us Hell By Calabrese?
We are the resistance, from the future persistence
As they roll doomsday machine We don't need a master, cybernetic disaster I won't kneel to lesser men Well, I know my time is gone Life around me has evolved Into the ground, into the waste So I'll take all I can take Pulling you all down to the grave Bring us hell Bring us the hate And I feel the power, of the beating sounds of A grey and dreamless world And the fires below, yeah (whoa) They wanna show me (whoa) All our burnt and evil fate Well, I know my time is gone Life around me has evolved Into the ground, into the waste So I'll take all I can take Pulling you all down to the grave Bring us hell Bring us the hate Frozen like a prisoner, born of black ice waiting for To sound the drums of war Thick layer of human flesh stretched over living machine Don't pretend to be so clean Warheads strike with no warning Anti-gravity revenge Extermination human race Full spectrum dominance Well, I know my time is gone Life around me has evolved Into the ground, into the waste So I'll take all I can take Pulling you all down to the grave Bring us hell Bring us the hate Hey, hey Hey, hey |
Who Wrote Bring Us Hell By Calabrese?
Robert Andrew Calabrese, James Patrick Calabrese Jr, David Joseph Calabrese
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What's The Duration Of The Bring Us Hell By Calabrese?The duration of Bring Us Hell is 2:36 minutes and seconds. |
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